by Réginald-Jérôme de Mans. Before I went away to college, my mother took me aside and made me promise that I would not become a writer. She needn’t have worried.
by Réginald-Jérôme de Mans. Today price is another marketing tool. We’re still told to think otherwise, thanks to regular posts and articles that helpfully compare the differences between, say, a...
by Réginald-Jérôme de Mans. I’m terrible at recognizing celebrities. Friends who moved to LA quickly learned to pick out any of the A-, B-, C-, D- or Jason Patric-list who become, I am told, par...
by Réginald-Jérôme de Mans. For some reason, recent years have seen a surge of discussion of how people could be so gullible they believed the obvious distortions of so-called reality TV shows and...
by Réginald-Jérôme de Mans. His appearance, for the last forty years of his life, was alien, mannered, armored by various styles of outfit that were less uniforms than the carapace of some unique ...
by Réginald-Jérôme de Mans. A reaction to the response of a friend. That friend, the prolific #menswear blogger Dirnelli, frequently models his secondhand bespoke suits. What he calls “respoke” ...
by Réginald-Jérôme de Mans. The best book about Savile Row in 30 years is not actually about Savile Row. No one tailoring house’s history could, really, do justice to the neighborhood of tailors.
by Réginald-Jérôme de Mans. Today There Are No Gentlemen, wrote fashion historian and fabulist Nik Cohn in 1971. Upper-class British Member of Parliament Jeremy Thorpe was soon to prove him righ...